Good evening...or perhaps there is no night here?
The elegantly dressed gentleman touched his chest, seemingly trying to find his pocket watch to check the time, but couldn't find it. In the end, he only took out a pair of glasses and put them on.
Buzz.
A buzzing sound that no one could hear echoed in their ears.
The dream contained a sense of something foreign.
It was as if something enormous was forcibly squeezing into a space that didn't belong to it.
Savage.
They don't care about the other person's feelings at all.
It rampaged around inside.
The pain, the pain Margaret was already enduring, began to intensify.
She forced back the feeling that her soul was being torn apart and spoke with difficulty:
"How...did you come back?"
Margaret didn't know if she was dreaming; she just felt it was absurd.
What's going on?
What exactly is this man trying to do?
What does his presence here signify?
Why did you have to be so ungrateful to come back?!
If you don't leave, this world will become your prison!
Why are you unwilling to obediently listen to others?
"I've already said it, I don't need your help!"
Splash!
Struggling, Margaret raised her head and glared at the man who was inches away.
Saying things against one's conscience because of anger:
"Enough!"
"You're too late, it's too late!"
Hurry up!
Faced with her angry glare, Ning Feng maintained his smile, his eyes showing no tremor whatsoever.
I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.
call……
Feeling the scepter tremble in his hand, Ning Feng nodded knowingly.
"There was definitely something wrong. Oh, so that's what it is."
He took a step forward and stopped half a meter in front of Margaret, looking down at her.
Just like before, she was made to swallow blood.
"You're lying."
Absolutely, without a doubt.
He calmly tore away Margaret's disguise.
At the same time, it was also showing her something that was quite remarkable...
arrogant.
"……you!"
Margaret's expression froze for a moment, and she remembered the gesture. Her feigned anger seemed to turn into genuine rage.
But before he could speak, Ning Feng raised his hand first, his white-gloved hand gently lifting Margaret's chin, making her tilt her head back.
Let her see the calm in his scarlet eyes at this moment.
!!
Even though they were so close, Margaret could sense that Ning Feng was different from last time.
If last time he still felt apologetic and wanted to save me...
The man now seemed like a completely different person.
He stared at me with a cold gaze, making it impossible to discern his intentions; all I could sense was his arrogance.
More pronounced and undisguised arrogance than before.
"you……"
What happened to you?
Unexpectedly, Ning Feng did not show this arrogance in his behavior, and continued to smile as before.
Are you curious?
He gently released his grip, tilted his head, and smiled at the bewildered Margaret:
"Are you curious why I suddenly changed my appearance?"
"I just suddenly realized something."
As if remembering something, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said in a profound and enigmatic tone:
"Being overly concerned about other people's feelings can make you lose yourself."
Um?
Margaret didn't know what he was emphasizing, she only knew that the other person seemed to have really changed.
But!
If you don't leave now...
"It's too late?"
With a blank expression, Margaret wondered how the other person could know what she was thinking.
I have no idea how he knows the current situation.
"You mean you already knew everything?"
His smile widened, and Ning Feng nodded, remarking with emotion:
"You mean you plan to let me leave alone and bear this 'trial' all by myself?"
He sighed, observing Margaret's somewhat dazed expression.
"As expected, playing the hero is exactly what the Watchers love to do."
To endure suffering alone, or to choose the path of sacrifice?
That's not a very smart choice.
However, Ning Feng doesn't dislike people like that.
"You want to stay here?"
"Sorry, that won't work."
Ning Feng placed his fingertips against Margaret's blood-stained red lips, unconcerned that his gloves were stained red, and calmly said:
"Because you're one of us, I forgot how I should act normally."
With a smirk, the demon revealed an evil smile befitting his identity.
"Even if you object, it won't make a difference."
"Because... I don't seem to need your permission to do what I want."
No longer looking into Margaret's eyes, Ning Feng raised his scepter and gestured at her.
The scepter in his hand transformed into a longsword, and an evil aura emanating from his body began to spread upwards.
Ning Feng raised his longsword and solemnly gestured to Margaret.
Then……
He smiled.
"Found it."
The next moment, he swung his sword without hesitation!
laugh!
"cough!"
Margaret, covered in blood, stared at Ning Feng in disbelief.
However, the blood did not come from himself, but splattered from Ning Feng's body!
As he swung his sword, he also sustained multiple wounds.
Huge, gruesome wound!
But Ning Feng was completely unaware; his flesh and blood grew rapidly, and he even nodded thoughtfully.
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